Lin Xiaofei grabbed his second uncle and quickly said, "Second Uncle, I chased that big beast away in a panic. I don't think it will come here or to your village again."
In fact, he had already killed the rat-beast and stored its body in his spatial bead. After all, the process of killing the rat-beast was very bloody, and the rat-beast was also very strange. If he told his second uncle about it, it would probably frighten his second uncle even more or add to his second uncle's troubles, so he told a lie.
"You chased him away?"
Turning her head to look at the chicken coop, Lin Yiying noticed that the huge beast was gone and asked suspiciously.
Seeing Lin Yiying's tense and suspicious attitude, Lin Xiaofei said, "Second Uncle, there's some loose powder in this bag, specially for dealing with that wild beast. Sprinkle it outside the chicken coop fence, and even if that beast comes, it won't dare to rush into the coop."
This powder was made from the cultivation notes on the last page of the Dewdrop True God Method, which contained the method of making it. He ground various purchased materials into powder and then mixed it with mineral powder. This stuff was specially made to deal with that kind of beast, and there happened to be a small cloth bag left.
"Sprinkle it outside the chicken coop fence, I remember."
As she spoke, Lin Yiying nodded, then looked around to make sure the wild beast was really gone before she relaxed.
Then, Lin Xiaofei slept with his second uncle.
However, Lin Xiaofei was lying on his side on the bed, not asleep. At this moment, he was thinking about the rat beast and vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Previously, his second uncle had told him that many of the chickens raised by the neighbors had died after being drained of their blood by this thing.
Moreover, during his battle with the rat-beast, Lin Xiaofei discovered that the rat-beast actually possessed low-level magic, something that an ordinary beast could not do.
After much deliberation, Lin Xiaofei had an idea.
"Could this rat-like beast be someone's pet?"
After thinking for a while, Lin Xiaofei had some guesses in his mind. This rat beast was obviously an ordinary rat beast. If it knew a low-level spell, it would mean that the rat beast had a special ability. However, this rat beast actually knew multiple low-level spells, which was a bit abnormal. Unless someone taught it spells, it was impossible for an ordinary beast to have multiple low-level spells.
In particular, the rat-beast threw him a black collar, which was clearly made by a craftsman and was not something an ordinary rat-beast could possess.
"Only cultivators can raise exotic beast pets. Could this rat-beast have escaped? Or was it deliberately released by its owner?"
Lin Xiaofei thought to himself that he might have infringed on someone else's interests, which had now put him in trouble.
However, it was too late to change the outcome. After all, he had killed the rat beast to relieve his second uncle's worries, and he didn't want his uncle's hard-earned chickens to be killed by a strange beast.
Furthermore, by doing this, he was also doing a good deed for the families in his second uncle's village, preventing any more chickens from being drained of their blood and dying.
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At Xiaoyunpo, Lin Xiaofei absorbed the last drop of morning dew from his abdomen before slowly finishing his practice.
The sun slowly rises, and the soft sunlight shines on the flowers, grass, and leaves. The dewdrops on the grass shimmer like tiny pearls.
Recently, after Lin Xiaofei began cultivating immortal techniques and constructed his Qi Meridian Diagram, he was not as impatient as he was the first time. Instead, he carefully swallowed the morning dew of consciousness in his mouth. Even when the sun rose, he did not rush to collect the morning dew. Instead, he absorbed the morning dew of consciousness he had swallowed before finishing his cultivation.
"Unfortunately, once the morning dew has been exposed to sunlight, I can no longer collect the morning dew from the branches and leaves."
Each time he cultivated immortal techniques, he could only refine the first mouthful of morning dew. By the time he wanted to collect the second mouthful, it was too late. Feeling that his cultivation speed was very slow, Lin Xiaofei couldn't help but sigh.
Moreover, the morning dew at Xiaoyunpo is different every day. Sometimes there is more dew on the flowers and leaves, and sometimes there is no dew at all. It is also affected by the weather, which makes it time-consuming for him to collect the morning dew. By the time he has collected the morning dew and then starts cultivating, he will not have the opportunity to collect a second mouthful of morning dew.
Now, nineteen days have passed. He comes to Xiaoyunpo every day. During this period, twelve days were cloudy. The cloudy weather caused the flowers and leaves to be without morning dew, which slowed down his cultivation of immortal techniques. It greatly affected his cultivation of the Dew True God Technique.
Previously, the rat-beast he killed had drained the blood from every chicken in the village outside the city, causing them to die. The village chief had repeatedly sought help from the government, and the constables had investigated for many days, but still could not find any results.
Lin Xiaofei passed through his second uncle's village every day. Seeing that no one special came to the village to inquire about the rat beast, he was relieved that the owner of the pet, who had been worrying him, would come looking for him.
The rat-beast knew low-level magic, and he guessed that its master must also know magic. Although he was also a cultivator, he did not know magic and even envied the rat-beast for knowing low-level magic.
The Dew True God Technique he cultivated was merely a celestial technique to increase the spiritual energy within his body; it contained no magic spells.
The "Brief Record of a Hundred Medicines" is a manual on the art of making medicine pills.
To refine medicine, one needs a furnace, specific herbs, and a source of fire. These three things are just the basic requirements, but he couldn't even meet these three basic requirements, so he couldn't refine the pills.
"I heard them mention some ordinary martial arts this time, so perhaps I can give it a try."
During his recent stay at the Pill Pavilion, Lin Xiaofei ate slowly whenever he ate with his fellow disciples, in order to gather information.
Some senior brothers would often chat with guests and then relay the content of their conversations during meals. One of these conversations was about an ordinary martial art.
This ordinary martial art is said to be an incomplete technique, but its quality is no worse than the Green Peak Gang's Crimson Copper Body Technique, making it a decent martial art.
After finishing his practice, Lin Xiaofei leisurely walked back along the winding path of Xiaoyunpo.
Passing by a small stream at Xiaoyunpo, I saw an old man in a tattered Taoist robe walking along another path, about seventy or eighty meters away from Lin Xiaofei.
This old man was from the dilapidated little Taoist temple in Xiaoyunpo.
Every time Lin Xiaofei returned from Xiaoyunpo, he would occasionally see the old man, but he never greeted him.
Once, Lin Xiaofei met his second uncle and asked him about the old man. He then learned that the old man was originally a rich man, but because he was idle and lazy, he squandered all his family fortune and had nowhere to go. In order to survive, he joined this dilapidated little Taoist temple.
The old man often lived in that dilapidated little Taoist temple. Occasionally, he would leave the temple, go into the town to buy some things, and then return to the little Taoist temple.
After glancing at the old man, Lin Xiaofei quickly left and entered the village's dirt streets.
It's early morning, and there are seven or eight old shops open along the street. One of them sells steamed buns and porridge, and the prices are cheaper than in town.
Every time Lin Xiaofei passed by, unless he was in a hurry, he would go up and buy four large steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.
Lin Xiaofei was eating porridge at a small table outside the shop when he suddenly saw his second uncle walking quickly toward him, smiling and saying, "I've seen you eating steamed buns in this little shop several times. I knew you'd come again today."
Lin Xiaofei nodded and called out to the shop owner, "Shopkeeper, two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, please."
"Second Uncle, please have a seat. The steamed buns will be here soon."
Lin Xiaofei smiled and continued, "Second Uncle, did you need something from me?"
After Lin Yiying sat down, she hesitated for a moment, pondered for a moment, then leaned closer to Lin Xiaofei and whispered:
Last time you chased that wild beast away, didn't you tell me that if anyone came to the village and asked about the wild beast, you told me to tell you?
Over the past couple of days, a man has been going door-to-door asking about wild animals.
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